Guardian Attraction (2 page)

3.
Intoxicate

      
Several days had passed since Jamie and Jason's encounter at the
grocery store. Jamie would glare at her phone anxiously when preoccupied with
thought. Every time her phone would beep from a text, she would light up with
anticipation, only to be let down by the small talk of Alicia or Christine.

      
Studying for upcoming finals, Jamie heard the buzz of her phone's silent mode.
By now she had conditioned herself for disappointment. She picked up her phone,
and nearly dropped it from the surprise. "A new message from Jason,"
the screen read. With a swipe of her finger, Jamie began reading the text. It
said, "How about that coffee? I am off tomorrow." Jamie smiled, and
her fingers began manifesting an acceptance. They agreed to meet in the
afternoon at a local coffee house.

The next day, Jamie was scatterbrained in class.
She had other things on her mind. Her coffee date with Jason was in between her
classes, so she did not have time to go home. She walked to the coffee shop,
which was near campus. Opening the door,  the aroma of a fresh brew
dominated her senses. Her eyes darted around the cafe to see if the handsome
stranger had beaten her there. She sat down at a table and continued to look at
the various faces near her.

"So you're not even going to sit at the same
table as me?" a recognizable voice asked. Jamie smiled.

"I mean, we can do this, but we will have to
talk really loud," Jason said with a sarcastic tone and smirk.

"Shut up. I didn't see you," Jamie said.
"You're always sneaking up on me, back alleys, grocery stores."

The two laughed it out, ironing the awkwardness
that usually accompanies first dates. The waitress came over to take their
order. Jamie ordered her go-to-drink, a double-shot vanilla soy latte. Jason
ordered black coffee. Their conversation changed from topic to topic but mainly
revolved around their career paths.

"So when did you want to become a cop?"
Jamie asked.

"My dad was a cop, so we have always been a
police family. My little brother is in police academy right now," Jason
responded. "How about you? What made you decide to become a lawyer?"

Jamie looked at the ground for the first time in
their date. She looked back up at Jason's emerald eyes. "Well, kind of
like you, following in Dad's footsteps. I'm not sure I went into Law School
with the right intentions. I wanted to make him proud of me. He has always been
a good dad, and I just wanted to make him happy."

Jamie had never told anybody that before. She bit
her bottom lip. Jason, taking a sip of his coffee, looked amused. "I think
that's something we naturally do as kids. We aim to please. My mom didn't want
me to be a cop. She had to deal with dad doing it, so I mean it was stressful
on her. Now she has two boys doing it. She says that is worse than thinking
about dad. She was a kindergarten teacher though, and the thought of being
around five-year-olds is way more terrifying than criminals to me."

Jamie laughed, then awaited what she knew was
coming.

"What does your mom do?" Jason asked
with genuine curiosity.

Jamie looked back down at the wooden floor and
guided a strand of her hair back behind her ear. "She didn't work. She had
issues."

Jason respectfully did not ask, just giving a
concerned nod.

"She struggled with depression and it was a
real damper on my childhood," Jamie admitted.

Understandably, Jason admitted his own families
torment. "Well, I know what it's like to go through painful experiences
like that. My younger sister...," Jason collected himself, took a sip of
coffee, and continued. "..she was killed. This was about ten years ago.
She was 17."

Jamie put down her latte. "Oh my God,"
she was able to utter. She didn't want to ask how.

"She was murdered. It has taken everything to
just function normally," he continued. The mood had taken a dark turn.
Jason, sensing the tension, attempted to gain the happy atmosphere back.
"Where did you get those steel blue eyes from?"

Jamie smiled. "My dad gave me these."

Their conversation shifted back to friends, good
restaurants, television shows and movies. Time had elapsed quickly. Jamie,
previously keeping track of time, had slipped away from that. She was genuinely
lost in conversation and making a good impression. She happened to pull her
sleeves down because she was getting chilly, then noticed her watch.

"Oh shit! I have to be in class in fifteen
minutes. I got to go!" Jamie erupted.

"Let me give you a ride there. I'll get you
there on time," Jason said.

"I am seriously going to accept that, I will
be late if I don't," though Jamie's heart was racing at the proposal.
"Thank you so much!"

They walked outside the coffee shop. The sky had
turned gray, looking quite like it was about to rain. Jamie followed Jason back
behind the building to the parking area.

"I had to park this back here so the hippies
in there wouldn't lynch me," Jason said proudly.

He drove a large white Dodge Ram. It was lifted,
so Jamie had to step up to even get inside. The interior was clean and smelled
like a new car. Jason started the truck with a rumble. He drove out of the
parking lot and took her over to campus. They made it to her building with six
minutes to spare. With a thank you, she opened the door to get out.

"When can I see you again?" Jason asked
intently.

"When do you want to see me again?"
Jamie asked with a smile.

"Well we need to go on a real date now. Let
me take you out to dinner on Friday night. That is, if you don't have anything
planned," Jason said.

"Sounds great. Text me," Jamie said. She
thought that Jason might kiss her. He maintained eye contact. The truck was
large enough to where one of them would have to lean a good ways to make a
move. She smiled and stepped out of the truck. Jason, once he saw Jamie enter
her building, punched his steering wheel and muttered "Damn!". He
sighed, smiled, and accelerated off campus.

4. Body
Heat

Jamie sat in her bathroom getting herself ready for
her first nighttime date with Jason. Her hand trembled as she attempted to
apply mascara, reminding her of the days back in high school, where she would
get dolled up to go on dates. She would walk downstairs and get criticized by
her mother about what she was wearing or how much makeup she had on. Her mother
was probably right. She had never admitted it to herself before.

Jason had talked to her earlier in the day and
suggested an Asian bistro place in town. It was fancy by Evanston standards, so
she decided to go with the black dress.

Jamie finished early so she turned on the
television, not necessarily to watch but to hear the white noise while she
peeked out of her window for headlights to approach. She eventually heard the
recognizable low sound of Jason's truck coming down the street. She felt happy.
Someone was walking up the staircase towards her apartment. Then a knock.

"Hey! You look beautiful!" said Jason.

"Thank you! You're all
snazzed
up!" Jamie exclaimed. Jason was wearing a green button up and tie with a
pair of black slacks. This was the first time Jamie had seen him out of blue
jeans or a police uniform. They walked down to his truck where they climbed in
and drove downtown.

They had a nice dinner, each one intentionally
straying away from heavy topics. Both Jamie and Jason knew not to go into
family issues while attempting to impress one another. When they were through,
Jason took Jamie to the movies. This had been a rarity ever since Jamie went to
college. She use to do things like this in high school. It felt new again.
After the movie, they walked out of the theater holding hands. Jamie could see
that Jason had huge hands, provoking her to imagine how big his penis was. On
the ride home, Jason made a proposal.

"I have a bottle of wine at my place. I
really need you to come over and drink it with me."

Jamie could not think of an excuse. It was Friday
night.

"I would love to, as long as you are sober
enough to drive me home tonight," said Jamie, her attempt at trying to
sound as non-slutty as possible. Jason agreed and they were on their way to his
house. He lived on a quiet street in a nice part of town. They pulled in the
driveway of a small yellow house, his squad car parked beside them.

"Let me give you the grand tour," Jason
said.

He opened up the door and turned on the light. His
house was decorated well by single guy standards. There was nice furniture and
art hanging on the wall.

"Put a movie in while I open up this
bottle," Jason yelled from the kitchen.

Jamie thumbed through his movies and put in a
blu
-ray of one of her favorite comedies. She heard the
distinctive popping of a cork.

"Argentinean
Malbec
,
the best," proudly proclaimed Jason, as he filled two wine glasses. He
carefully brought them into the living room, sat down next to Jamie, and
offered the glass to her. The wine tasted bitter to Jamie, not being use to dry
wine. She made an unflattering face before swallowing and saying, "This is
good!" Jamie had scaled back her alcohol consumption that past few weeks
but now she felt back home.

The two watched the movie and shared funny stories
from college. The wine's effect was taking charge. Jamie's face felt hot under
her eyes, three glasses in. The bottle was soon empty. Jason told Jamie a joke
about how at police academy he had earned the nickname "Matt Damon"
because of his resemblance to the actor.

"I could see that," said Jamie. "I
was thinking more like Tom Brady though."

Jason grimaced with displeasure. "Please
never say that again." He was impressed with her football knowledge,
though Jamie had mainly seen him in tabloids instead of the football field.

"I'm a Bears fan. I would rather look like
Ditka than Brady," Jason said emphatically.

Jamie smiled and gazed into his pair of emeralds.
In a sudden but fluid movement, Jason leaned over and kissed Jamie. She was
taken by surprise, although she had anticipated and hoped for it. She put her
hand on his shoulder. He pulled his head back and smiled, gazing into her eyes
with a face that oozed confidence. Seeing her approval, Jason went in again,
this time open mouthed. He moved his left hand to the back of Jamie's head to
caress while their tongues danced. Jason's right hand touched Jamie's hip, as
her hand wrapped around his waist. Periodically unlocking and staring at each
other, they continued kissing and touching for several minutes. Jamie could
feel herself getting wet whenever she moved her thighs. Jason leaned in and
whispered in Jamie's ear,  "Follow me." He held her hand and
guided her into his bedroom. Jamie usually wasn't that kind of girl, the girl
who had sex on first dates. She thought that really it was their second date,
attempting to justify it to herself.

Jamie climbed into bed while Jason turned the
dimmer to its lowest setting. He climbed beside Jamie, brushing back her hair
and delivering a kiss. His hands touched her stomach, while her hands glided
over his rigid back. She could tell that he worked out from touching his toned
muscles. Jason kissed Jamie's neck. She didn't tell him that the neck kiss was
her favorite. He applied his tongue to the kiss, adding to her pleasure. The
strap on her dress had fallen, cueing Jason to bring the kissing to the
shoulder. He unzipped her dress with his left hand, right hand gripping her
thigh. Jamie helped slip off her dress, exposing her black bra and panties.
Jason felt his erection growing. He pulled Jamie in tight for more kissing,
their hip bones touching. Jamie ripped off Jason's gray t-shirt, exposing his
six-pack abs and hairy chest. She rubbed her hands over his abs, then ran her
fingers over his chest. Jason began kissing at the top of Jamie's chest and
making his way down. Meanwhile, she was unbuttoning his blue jeans, pulling
them down to expose his black boxer-briefs. She could see his erection and it
made her feel good that she could turn on such a beautiful man.

They laid next to each other rubbing each other.
Jason cupped his hand over Jamie's breast while simultaneously kissing her. He
reached behind her, and with the expertise of a woman, unhooked Jamie's bra and
threw it to the ground. Jamie had always been self-conscious of the small size
of her breasts, but Jason began playing with them unaffected. He crawled on top
of Jamie, kissing at her neck, and making his way down to her breasts. He
licked and sucked on her nipple. Jamie could feel Jason's penis touching her.
She wanted it. More than anything she wanted it inside of her. She grabbed his
ass and pulled his hips down into hers, forcing his dick against her.

Jason grabbed Jamie's panties with both hands and
slid them down, pulling them off of her ankles and tossing them aside. He began
kissing and licking in small strokes on her stomach, slowly making his way
down. Jamie usually didn't allow this to happen the first few times having sex
with a guy, but she was trapped inside her own passion. She felt his warm
breath against her vagina. He began kissing around her clit, with gentle
sucking and light strokes of his tongue against her labia. Jamie gasped for
air, her left fist tightening around the pillow behind her head, right hand on
his broad shoulder. She began to moan, which she had done often during sex, but
not with this intensity.

Jamie could feel Jason's stubble rubbing between
the inside of her thighs. He took her to an amazing place far into the reaches
of ecstasy. His tongue flirted with her clit in small, light strokes, then
sliding down into her vagina. She wanted his penis inside of her, but she
allowed this magic continue.

After what seemed like half an hour of receiving Officer
Chandler's oral heaven, Jamie needed to return the favor. She pushed his head
up and he pulled back. She could see through his underwear that his erection
was maintained. She slid his boxer-briefs down to his knees, exposing his erect
penis. It was big, definitely the biggest she had ever had by a wide margin. He
was cleanly shaven down there, which made Jamie much happier to perform. She
pushed his chest to make him lie down, and pulled his boxers the rest of the
way off. Jamie leaned over her toned Adonis, and inserted his penis into her
mouth. She rubbed her tongue under the bottom of the head, and attempted to go
down the shaft. It would be physically impossible to go down to the base she
thought, so hopefully she can make the most out of what her mouth could handle.
She did not disappoint Jason, who was in his own state of euphoria.

Jamie continued pleasuring Jason with her
combination of mouth movements and hand stroking. Every few minutes, he would
put pressure on her head to back off, avoiding ejaculation. He brushed Jamie's
hair with his fingers while being pleasured. Eventually, he maneuvered her to
lay back down. He mounted on top of Jamie, his penis glistening. Jamie knew
they needed protection, but she didn't say anything. He moved his penis into
the opening of the vagina, and started motioning slowly. Jamie was wetter than
she had ever been, but his dick needed all of the lubrication it could get to
fit into her. With each gentle thrush, he got farther into her. His pubic bone
was rubbing against her clitoris, which felt amazing paired with his penis
inside of her. He was finally able to go deep into her, which she could feel
touch her G-spot. Jamie started moaning louder and faster. She dug her nails
into Jason's back. He was not going fast, but delivered constant pleasure.
Jamie could feel herself slipping into orgasm. "Harder!" she
screamed.

Jason looked down at her, and with a smirk,
thrusted
his hips deeper into her. He went slightly faster,
and knew he was delivering ecstasy. With the intensity of Jamie's moans
increasing, he began to rub his thumb over her clit while he penetrated. Jamie,
moaned louder, and finally climaxed into the most intense orgasm she had ever
felt. She felt like she had been struck by lightning, in a good way. Jason
stopped momentarily to let Jamie have her moment. He never pulled out,
remaining inside of her. When her breathing died down, he kissed her, and
started thrusting again. She was surprised, but instantly felt like she was
going to orgasm again. He pushed harder, and pulled Jamie's hair lightly. She
erupted into orgasm once more, moaning from the pleasure. Jason pulled out and
walked over to his dresser. He opened the top drawer. He opened a condom and
slid it up his penis. Jamie was glad he did this, even though she would have
allowed him to continue as is, risk and all. Jason mounted her once
again,  and she felt his huge penis come back inside of her. She admired
his body while he was at work. With a squint of his face and an intimidating
grimace, he ejaculated inside of her. She could feel his penis throbbing and
pumping inside of her. Momentarily, he pulled out, shiny with perspiration,
glistening like a Greek God. She had never been treated to anything quite like
that. He collapsed beside her.

"Can I keep you?" Jamie asked with a
smile. Jason smiled back and laid his head on her shoulder.

"Be careful what you wish for," he said
back jokingly.

They both fell asleep next to each other,
exhausted and happy.